A Poem I wrote

She was pretty
And loved by all
Everyone thought she was perfect
No one ever saw
What was really going on
She always put up a front
Deep down she was hurting
Everything was going wrong
She thought no one could ever understand
She tried to cover up her tears
With all the make up she had
She put a smile on her face
To try to cover up how she was really feeling
Nothing she did made the hurt go away
Finally she had a friend
Who knew something was not right
And got the girl to confess
The truth
The friend told the girl
That she did not have to be perfect
That she could have real feelings to
This made the girl see
That she could start being true to herself
Now everyone knows she is not perfect
But she is still pretty
And still loved by all